Disappearing Act

Well I used to be something back in my prime
Had myself a pretty good time
By the looks of me you’d never know it today
Had a ring on my finger at 24
We had 40 good years, then 10 more
He took sick and he died on Christmas Day

Well I lost two babies, kept one more
Lost him too when he went to war
And all his daddy could say is it’ll make him a man
He did two tours of duty out in Iraq
He came home but he never came back
And that’s somethin’ that I’ll never understand

Good things come, good things go
If it lifts you up, it’ll lay you low
People leave and they don’t come back
Life is a disappearing act

I seen all kinds of women, all kinds of men
Ain’t a lot that you can call friend
And most things don’t turn out like you think
You can travel the world, you can sail the seas
You can yes sir, no sir, pretty please
Still you end up cryin at your kitchen sink

Good things come, good things go
If it lifts you up, it’ll lay you low
People leave and they don’t look back
Life is a disappearing act

Well it’s lonely inside this dark cocoon
And I’m wonderin’ if Jesus is comin’ soon
And if he is, he better make it quick
Cause Jesus and me we got us a deal
He does the miracles, I spin the wheel
But before I go, I got one last trick

Good things come, good things go
You’ll be taking your bows before you know
People leave and they don’t come back
This is my disappearing act